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dixie · 03-30-2011, 08:40 PM

Hellion? HA! I was so lovingly referred to as Satan's spawn...lol I grew up as a spoiled rotten brat who got whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. Gave me a pretty high opinion of myself as a kid...lol I was pure evil.

My love for snakes vs my family's terror of them proved to be quite fun. Almost gave heart attacks to a few great aunts who would find snakes in their pillowcases, sewing boxes, etc.

I got angry at my little cousin and cut off part of her perky lil blonde ponytail after she called me a "nasty tomboy" because all she wanted to do was play princesses and barbie while I was always covered in dirt playing tackle football with the boys.

I was never really a bully, per se, as much as the person who took up for the underdogs. If I saw someone being picked on, I would go up and beat the crap outta the bully even if they were bigger than me. Kids who were having problems with other kids would come to me for resolution. This happened all the way up even through high school.

I think only once did I ever fight for myself, but I guess it wasn't really a fight. I'm from a tiny little town in the NC mountains where there are no gangs and usually maybe one murder every few years. My senior year, we had a girl transfer from Atlanta who showed up on her first day decked out in gang colors, throwing gang signs etc etc. I guess I looked like queen redneck or something cause she got off the bus, walked straight up to me and spit in my face, telling me that she was gonna have her lil gang buddies drive-by all of us "inbreeding white trash". Um...excuse me? Our high school had an open 2-story breezeway that connected the two buildings. I didn't take too well to being spit on or threatened, so lil miss thang found herself dumped headfirst off the 2nd floor breezeway. Don't worry, she was absolutely fine (thank goodness for thick ferns and hedges), other than her pride. It was her first and last day at our school because she transferred to the next county that same day. The high school breezeway is now enclosed in glass. And even though it's been 14 years since I graduated, I STILL have quite the hellion reputation at that school. Oy.

Oh, and I guess I should probably mention all the weekend drinking we did at the local roller rink or when we were prepping for rodeos...LOL

03-30-2011, 08:40 PM	#16
dixie Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: I usually just poke it with a stick. Preferred Pronoun?: Bitch Relationship Status: Intertwined deeply Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: We're all a little mad here. Posts: 6,627 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 10,972 Thanked 21,383 Times in 4,808 Posts Rep Power: 21474858	Hellion? HA! I was so lovingly referred to as Satan's spawn...lol I grew up as a spoiled rotten brat who got whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. Gave me a pretty high opinion of myself as a kid...lol I was pure evil. My love for snakes vs my family's terror of them proved to be quite fun. Almost gave heart attacks to a few great aunts who would find snakes in their pillowcases, sewing boxes, etc. I got angry at my little cousin and cut off part of her perky lil blonde ponytail after she called me a "nasty tomboy" because all she wanted to do was play princesses and barbie while I was always covered in dirt playing tackle football with the boys. I was never really a bully, per se, as much as the person who took up for the underdogs. If I saw someone being picked on, I would go up and beat the crap outta the bully even if they were bigger than me. Kids who were having problems with other kids would come to me for resolution. This happened all the way up even through high school. I think only once did I ever fight for myself, but I guess it wasn't really a fight. I'm from a tiny little town in the NC mountains where there are no gangs and usually maybe one murder every few years. My senior year, we had a girl transfer from Atlanta who showed up on her first day decked out in gang colors, throwing gang signs etc etc. I guess I looked like queen redneck or something cause she got off the bus, walked straight up to me and spit in my face, telling me that she was gonna have her lil gang buddies drive-by all of us "inbreeding white trash". Um...excuse me? Our high school had an open 2-story breezeway that connected the two buildings. I didn't take too well to being spit on or threatened, so lil miss thang found herself dumped headfirst off the 2nd floor breezeway. Don't worry, she was absolutely fine (thank goodness for thick ferns and hedges), other than her pride. It was her first and last day at our school because she transferred to the next county that same day. The high school breezeway is now enclosed in glass. And even though it's been 14 years since I graduated, I STILL have quite the hellion reputation at that school. Oy. Oh, and I guess I should probably mention all the weekend drinking we did at the local roller rink or when we were prepping for rodeos...LOL